Transition of the She Sky Warrior

For Tolulope Arotile Men that choose to be warriors do not die Women who earn warrior badges live forever And death, though dreadful and inescapable Cannot wipe names of she-warriors from tablets Where even brave soldiers feared to trudge You dared to soar and chose to be a sky-warrior Because you craved peace for your people You were not afraid of death When outlaws arose against the clan In the Northern plains You became lightning mingled with thunder to them You chased the cowards and scoundrels into hovels That even the king and his men converged To see you adorn your heroine’s medal We all shall stare Destiny in the eye But cruel Fate has made you leave early Choosing the best among the youngest You would have wished for a warrior’s death But the metal horse that darted backwards With a non-adversary as its rider Left us with haunted thoughts As you transited before nightfall Filling us with grave emptiness And our hearts with lead Foes may gloat that you sleep eternally But you have gone to be with winged generals You were a warrior-seed planted by Heaven And with your own hands you wrote your epitaph In a score and half a decade, you etched your name As a she sky-warrior in folklore of the kingdom Death thought you died but you have just been reborn